Finally, after six long months, my final week of school in New Zealand had arrived. It is fair to say that I was not very engaged, as I kept thinking that it would be the last time that I did this or did that, and my mind was constantly on the end of the week.

There was also the knowledge that we still had over a fortnight in the country once this week was over, so it was a case of getting through this week before the excitement of the following weeks could begin.